I have wanted to become a teacher from the moment I started school. I can remember the first few moments before starting kindergarden, how nervous I felt to leave my mom for the first time and enter this huge building filled with older students who looked like giants to me. Once I heard my name called by my kindergarden teacher, I immediately felt comfortable and welcomed. As the years went on, each teacher I had gave me a little more inspiration to want to be a teacher. I always felt a warm, caring feeling from each of my teachers and thought how great it would be if I could do the same. I admired the ways my teachers could turn learning into something fun and exciting, where I, as the rest of my classes were not even aware that we were learning something new. I also valued how my teachers did not give up on any of their students and always went above and beyond to ensure that we understood the information given.

I first found an interest in biology here at URI. I was enrolled in biology 101 and only had prior knowledge in the subject from my 9th grade biology class. In this large lecture, this professor gave the feeling that every one of her students were important to her by interacting with us in the large auditorium. She would walk up and down the isles while teaching her lesson and always went out of her way to share with us what excited her about a given topic. I admired her enthusiasm for biology and the way she connected biology to real world experiences. She was also constantly challenging our minds by asking us questions that I would not have thought to consider. She opened my mind to the wide study of biology and I thank her for making her course so fascinating and new to me.